Chapter 4

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It was already in the middle of the night when Mizumi went back to the school. Her legs are bruised up and scratches on her arms and face... Well she was already used to it.

Walking slowly in the middle of the hallways, Mizumi saw a guy with a weird hairstyle.
He looked emo if he had black hair instead of blond.

He was tall like around 6ft. or so, the guy glanced at her but she looked away not minding him nor she even had the interest in him at all.

She doesn't care, she's just here for responsibilities, Mizumi doesn't have the time to waste on excessive stuff like making friends like was Gojo said.

A stern face who has no plans of smiling or whatsoever. Was this one of the new students that Gojo mentioned about earlier? Is he a underclassmen or her senior?

Casting that thought aside she ignored him and went directly back to her room...

Meanwhile...

Who was that girl? She was all bruised up and battered like she had been training the whole day.
I didn't hear from the principal that someone went on a mission this time.

Who is she?
He glanced at her but she averted her eyes after noticing that he looked back.

Slender figure, white blond wavy hair that shines in the moonlight.

Eyes that looked that were dead, but had two colors? The right one was red while the other one was ocean blue.

A face that could be mistaken for a mannequin because she was pretty.

Wait, what? Did I really thought of her as pretty?

He was staring at her as she walked slowly.

The girl passed by him like he wasn't even there.

I guess she does have the interest to have idle chitchats.

Well nor does he as well.
He took one last look at her eyes before she went in her room.

She looked tired and there was something else hidden behind those beautiful eyes.

What could it be?

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Sunshine rays past through Mizumi's curtain blinds. She could've sworn she covered up her windows last night before she went to bed.

Groaning in annoyance she sat up and saw Gojo was in her bedroom. Grinning like an idiot he was the suspect for opening the curtain blinds "Good morning angel" Gojo spoke which made Mizumi roll her eyes.

She didn't like being called by nicknames most of the time. Especially when she just woke up, still has a bed hair. And an idiot who happens to trespass her property.

"Isn't it abit to early for you to be flirting with me right now? Plus WHY are YOU in MY room!?" Mizumi specified a few words when she spoke in annoyance.

Grimace all over her face but Gojo didn't mind, instead he squished her cheeks softly  like their were a toy slime. Ticking Mizumi off she summoned a bunch of vines with thorns all around them and tried to attack Gojo.

But then.

He disappeared.

To be exact he teleported away.

Mizumi ruffled her hair and screamed in anger for  what Gojo did.
"Who does he think he is squishing my fucking face like that!? I swear to god, I'm gonna fucking beat the shit out of him when I find him!" she screamed out and punched her futon making the wooden bed crack.

Calming down after a few minutes, Mizumi ignored her cracked bed and went out to get dressed. And of course, to get some tea in order for herself to calm down.
But if she ever finds that stupid ass hair brush haired idiot. She's gonna fucking drown him in boiling tea water.

Mizumi sighed. There's no use on getting angry at the moment. He already left so that means she could have her personal time. Calmly and peacefully. Hoping no one would bother her at all.

Mizumi decided to stay in her room for the whole day because afterwards her anger dispersed earlier. Body fatigue hit her suddenly.

Causing her to fall to the floor luckily she used a bush from Rosa's curse to soften her landing. Carrying herself to a small sofa, Mizumi sat there and tried to regain her strength.

Closing her eyes and being able to smell the aroma of chamomile tea besides her. She could already relax properly.

A few minutes afterwards she heard a knock on her door...

Who could that be? She knew it wasn't Gojo, and if it was him he would knock on a weird rhythmic pattern instead, but this time it was a normal knocking pattern on her door.

Getting up from the sofa, Mizumi opened the door...

To see the same guy from last night. Standing in front of her, she could tell her height was only barely above his chest. And that almost ticked her off.

But seeing the emo blond stern face guy on her door was very new.

Who are you?

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